Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JayDaYoungan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javorius Scott
Songwriter
Otis Hinton Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Heartbeatz
Producer
Lyrics
Fuck the smoke, they say you ready for it
Say you ready for the smoke
They say you ready fo it
My niggas ready for it
(HeartBeatz on the track)
If you say you want the smoke with me, let's say you ready for it
Askin' for that pressure, you gon' get, that's what you beggin' for
We already one up, tell them bitches, "Look up, check the score"
My shotta got a body on his belt, but he want several more
New opps on my trail, what the hell, you way from out of town
They hatin', but I can't tell, why the hell you tryna bite us down?
In my face they smile, but they talk down when I'm not around
Bitch, you can't come around if you ain't down, that shit I'm not alone
Oxycontin, ain't on no bean, I'm relaxin' (I'm relaxin')
Cops watchin', they still serving fiends in the alley (they servin' fiends)
Bitch, I'm not flodgin', Glock in my jeans, I get active (Glock in my jeans)
Body full of Wocky, sippin' codeine by the gallon (phew)
Opps droppin', fuck the police we do the damage (grrah, bah-bah-bah-bah, boom)
Thick chop blockin', come take his knees, ain't no more dancin' (yeah)
Got a drop deposit, they do it free, no understandin'
They hop out poppin', shootin' with ease, no, they don't panic (ahh)
What you gon' do with me, there's two of me, it might just come in handy
My 23's, they'll shoot for me, they're catching hands like Randy (yeah)
Got a dick under my Glock, this bitch a thot, she a lil' menace (uh)
You never know, Six'll get active, he do magic, make shit vanish (yee)
If you say you want the smoke with me, let's say you ready for it (let's say you ready)
Askin' for that pressure, you gon' get, that's what you beggin' for (what you gon' get)
We already one up, tell them bitches, "Look up, check the score" (we one up)
My shotta got a body on his belt, but he want several more (yee)
New opps on my trail, what the hell, you way from outta town (I'm outta town)
They hatin', but I can't tell, why the hell you tryna bite us down? (Tryna bite us down)
In my face they smile, but they talk down when I'm not around (I'm not around)
Bitch, you can't come around if you ain't down, that shit I'm not alone (yee)
Writer(s): Javorius Scott, Otis Hinton
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